Monday, November 4, 2013

notebook





notebook

What does a twelve-years-old have in his notebook --
Three sketches of trees,
a tall tree by the road,
a broad tree by the river,
and a trunk with insides burnt out.
The first half-page of a would-be novel
that takes place on Mars.
Drawings of rockets.
A panel for a role playing adventure
laying out the menus, and a smallish
viewing pane, for immersion
and because smaller pictures to draw.
A couple of pages of the immense task
to provide the map of an ancient world.
In the navy blue cover -- a spare pen,
and in the side pockets
empty microscope slides,
a couple of specimen,
a folded note.
There is also something
between the cover and the copybook.
A love letter to a fictitious recipient
explaining that it does not matter.
There are many blank pages left
of the grid paper's Cartesian coordinates.





---9 III 2020
Minor edit (simplified and moved a reference to geometry to the last line).

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